Thanksgiving Came Early!
Saturday, August 10, 2013
I know I don't smell the scents of turkey, stuffing, yams, cranberry sauce or pumpkin pies.
I haven't seen all the ads in this mornings paper for tomorrow's, or this afternoon's buys.
The wind is not blowing, no flurries scurrying, not the usual football teams playing or the guys laying, right in the middle of the floor.
I don't remember prepping the veggies, sautéing in butter the onions and celery, peeling the potatoes for mashing or baking; however, a feeling of thanks is in the making.
No neighbors stopping by or visitors spending the night, so why is this wonderful joy making my heart so bright?
-Thanksgiving Came Early This Beautiful Summer Night-
As most of you know, I had a stroke on the 29th of June. Stayed in the hospital nearly five days It was a very frightening thing to happen to me. Living alone is always scary, but when I had the stroke, I couldn't talk. It is very important to get to the hospital asap--they say no longer than an hour, and hopefully you can expect a full recovery. I knew what I wanted to say, but nothing came out clearly or the right way. I couldn't use my right arm, couldn't sign my name--even if I didn't know what it was. They kept asking me the same questions over and over as though if they would ask them faster, I'd think faster. Then, stick out your tongue, smile--raise your arms, squeeze my hands and again, what's your name, how old are you and what year is this. Asked this so often of me that I was starting to get upset because they would ask me questions and not give me the time to answer them. I was very unhappy because I knew the year, I just couldn't get it out. Finally, they gave me a chance to answer and I was so proud of myself--I told them it was 212, no 2012. That's it, 2012!. Okay, so I was a year off--at least I knew what a 'year' was!
It took me a little more than a day and I was talking where I could be understood, but not really well. By the end of that day, I was trying to do my Sudoku puzzles (the easiest) and then I tried to read. Reading was a little harder.
When I first saw my doctor, I would think that my first question would be "what happened".
No, it was "Will I be able to exercise again". I was very afraid to start the workouts, even though I can only do certain ones, my stroke came to me when I was in the middle of doing them. Until I got to realize that you can get a stroke by just sitting down and doing nothing. I finally started to do them. I started with 10 minutes and now I'm to 20 min. a day and hopefully next week between 25-30 min. I was doing over 1-1/2 hours before the stroke.
The main reason I am telling you about this stroke is that a lot of people are telling me how well I'm doing and I'm coming along just fine. I really do appreciate your support. I need you all to know that I honestly had nothing to do with my rehab. The good Lord didn't think it was time for me yet, so He decided I should stay around a little longer to agitate my team or maybe to be a help to someone else that may go through this.
But anyway you look at it "Thanksgiving Came Early This Beautiful Summer Night!"